#tbf she's kind of always going through it during tournament of elements and beforehand bc of. well.

[razzle-zazzle]

whaddya MEAN cole wins his fight against jay?!?!?!

Okay so. Imagine you're Skylor. All your life, your father has been the pure pinnacle of power and control, even as you grow more and more discontent with him. He always gets what he wants, and him winning seems like an inevitability.

Now imagine your fiance just got outed as a spy for Chen despite not being a spy. And now your father is playing into that drama by pitting your fiance against the ninja he had the most animosity with. And because you're trying to stay under the radar as the true spy like a good daughter you can only watch as the drama unfolds.

And now imagine that, during the fight, to your father's utter delight (and your own silent discomfort) that the drama and animosity is high. Until suddenly it's not, and the black and blue ninja aren't fighting anymore, and it's clear that whatever came between them is being reconciled. And you glance over to your father and see he's realizing the same things you have. You're Skylor, and your father is Master Chen, and he always gets what he wants. And you just know that if your fiance ducks out of the tournament, all the drama your father's worked for will dissipate—and worse, if the competitors realize there's still a spy in their midst, your job will get so much harder.

You're Skylor. Your father is Master Chen, and he always gets what he wants—and this time is no different, as you put your hand on the railing and call upon the copied power of your fiance and pull up a rock to sock his opponent in the face.

You're Skylor, and your hands are shaking as your father declares your fiance the winner because the jade blade fell on his head even though that's not how the rules work—

You're Skylor, and you wonder if you just made a big mistake. But there's nothing you can do to take it back—you have to move forwards, even as your fiance angrily confronts you afterwards, and during the argument you hear approaching voices, panic at the thought of your father or his men catching you arguing with the fiance you're supposed to be madly in love with—and pull him into a fake kiss just in time to see the other ninja enter the room.

You're Skylor, and you want to bury your face in your pillow and scream. But big girls don't do that, because big girls are polite and cultured and have a handle on their emotions and they are quiet and unobtrusive and exactly what their fathers need them to be—

You're Skylor, and you are doing your masterdamn best, even if it hurts.